Normally I won't post 2 blog post back to back in the same day, but today I must. I want to introduce you all to a a new friend. His name is Jarrid Wilson. I happened upon Jarrid via two of his tweets that my daughter Chelsea had retweeted. They were powerful and I did what I normally do when I see something that is contagiously infected with God, I pass it on. The tweets were: "If our hearts don't break for all who are broken, we can't truly call ourselves Christ followers." "The story of your transition out of your brokenness, could be the tipping point to someones understanding of Gods hopefulness".
A few minutes ago I received a notification that Jarrid is now following me on twitter. As I visited his site I found this post he shared just yesterday. As I read it I knew it was a God post timing and had to share it with you all. There is no coincidence in Christ and I think God is speaking to us as a body to pay attention. Who are the shadowy figures sleeping on the park benches, are they not the sick who need a physician? Homelessness has a story and it has a face. It looks like me, it looks like you and if we look really close; it looks like Jesus.
Take a moment to read this inspiring and beautiful Christ encounter that Jarrid was blessed to have.
Jarrid Wilson: Pre-Paid Hope: Two weeks ago I had the pleasure of meeting a sixty-seven year old homeless man named Tom. In the last couple months I've noticed a growth ... Standing in awe of HIM,
